Open Roads

"Ashes in My Veins" is a slow-burning anthem about loving someone so deeply, their destruction becomes a part of you. It's about carrying the scars proudly, rising from the ruins they left behind. With smoky vocals and haunting lyrics, this song is a confession of heartbreak, resilience, and the bittersweet beauty of surviving the fire. Some loves don’t fade — they burn forever inside you.

Ashes in My Veins
Verse 1
Lit the match with your careless hand
Watched me crumble like a castle of sand
Said forever, then left with the breeze
Now your ghost is stitched into my sleeves
Breathin’ smoke instead of air
You’re the poison I still wear

Pre-Chorus
I bleed out slow, still call your name
Still feed the fire that knows no shame
Ooooh, ooooh, STAY! [Break]

Chorus
Ashes in my veins, dust in my blood
You burned me down, still I rise from the flood
Ashes in my veins, embers in my chest
You left me hollow — but baby, I loved you best
Mmmmh, mmmmh, mmmmh

Verse 2
Your fingerprints, like phantom chains
Still trace the cracks you carved in my name
Tried to heal, tried to erase
But love like yours don't leave no trace
It lingers like a secret sin
Carved beneath my paper skin

Pre-Chorus
I bleed out slow, still call your name
Still feed the fire that knows no shame
Ooooh, ooooh, BURN! [Break]

Chorus
Ashes in my veins, dust in my blood
You burned me down, still I rise from the flood
Ashes in my veins, embers in my chest
You left me hollow — but baby, I loved you best
Mmmmh, mmmmh, mmmmh

Bridge
You can't unburn a heart once it's gone
You can't rewrite a ruin into a song
But I'll carry the ache like a battle cry
Ashes in my veins 'til the day I die

Final Chorus
Ashes in my veins, dust in my blood
You burned me down, still I rise from the flood
Ashes in my veins, embers in my chest
You left me hollow — but damn, I loved you best
Mmmmh, mmmmh, mmmmh

Ashes in My Veins

STILL IN BETWEEN

Ein Albtraum im Galopp.

Goethes Klassiker, neu gedacht – und neu vertont.

Der Vater hält fest, das Kind fleht, der Erlkönig lockt.
Kein Pathos, kein Theater. Nur Worte – klar, drängend, unaufhaltsam.

Der Erlkönig, wie du ihn noch nie gehört hast.


A nightmare at full gallop.

Goethe’s classic, reimagined – and set to new music.

The father holds tight, the child pleads, the Erlking whispers.
No pathos, no theatrics. Just words – sharp, urgent, unstoppable.

The Erlking, like you’ve never heard it before.

Der Erlkönig

**About This Track**  
An original AI-assisted composition by Rob Nelson (*Bring Your Own Brilliance*) and Ron Cameron (*Alien Garden*). This song blends human creative direction with AI tools to bring our vision to life—merging storytelling, mood, and innovation into a dynamic listening experience.

**Creative & Technical Details**  
- **Lyrics**: Alien Garden tracks by Ron Cameron; Bring Your Own Brilliance tracks by Rob Nelson
- **Executive Producer for this track**: Ron Cameron  
- **Vocals & Instrumentation**: Produced using TopMediAI and AIGenMusic.AI  
- **Audio Format & Editing**: Mixed from MP3/WAV with NCH Software (trims, fades, conversions)  
- **Stem Splitting**: Processed with LaLaLaLa AI  
- **Cover Art**: Created with Stable Diffusion 3 Online, Aiease.ai, Pollo.ai, and Pixabay (Creative Commons)  
- **Song Structure & Mood Profiling**: Cyanite AI

**Our Creative Blueprint**  
“CHOICES” is our internal code for the DNA of each track: genre, vocal tone, tempo, instrumentation, and emotional arc. Every detail is human-directed—AI simply helps us realize it.

**Rights & Licensing**  
We retain full commercial and non-commercial rights under our membership with [TopMediAI’s Terms & Conditions](https://www.topmediai.com/terms-conditions/). Lyrics, production, and arrangement are fully original works by Rob and/or Ron.

**Creative Use & Inquiries**  
Artists and producers are welcome to adapt or re-record our work—please credit us in any public releases. For licensing, collaborations, or sync opportunities, reach out directly:

Bring Your Own Alien Garden  
c/o Rob Nelson & Ron Cameron  
1211 Huron Street N., Suite 202  
London, Ontario, Canada  
N5Y 4L1

**Final Words**  
Each song we share is made with intention, imagination, and care. Thank you for listening—your support brings these stories to life.

The Way We Didn't Last [Version # 2] [WWDL2]

At Your Knees

May my soul be purified,
may all shackles be loosened.
May the fire of light burn,
and all darkness depart from my body.
May the flow of breath be clear,
and may my heart temple shine brightly.
I call upon the divine power,
may there be eternal freedom

SVATANTRATĀ ŚĀŚVATĪ – ETERNAL FREEDOM (174 HZ)

Grow

Chaque morceau est une pièce d’un labyrinthe intérieur, chaque personnage un masque tombé dans le puits. L’Âne Flûte n’est pas un autre. Ni le corbeau. Ni le roi des rats. Tous parlent d’un même lieu, d’un même cœur fendu par les années, par le doute, par l’épuisement d’être. Ce projet est le récit d’un seul être qui s’est éparpillé pour mieux se rassembler.

Il a fallu deux années pour oser cette traversée. Deux années à visiter chaque recoin de la caverne : la peur, l’égo, la honte, la colère, mais aussi la lucidité, l’éclat d’une étoile dans la nuit, les murmures d’un espoir sans nom. C’est une cartographie de l’âme, un théâtre peuplé d’ombres qui sont toutes un seul corps.

L’intelligence artificielle n’est pas une coquetterie ici, mais un choix essentiel. Elle sert à ôter la voix de l’auteur pour révéler la voix de l’œuvre. Ce n’est pas lui que l’on écoute, c’est ce que ça dit en lui, et peut-être en chacun. La musique devient alors canal, les voix des archétypes, et l’auteur, un passeur anonyme qui délègue l’incarnation pour que l’essence passe sans entrave.

C’est un opéra intérieur, un carnaval de symboles, un murmure d’enfant vieux.
Un seul être se cherche — dans mille visages.

Der Erlkönig

BRO